Sometimes I wish I could just tell everyone to go away and leave me alone for a little while because I just need time to recharge. No one wants to hear that though. I only do it on rare occassions and always on saturdays when I can just disappear for a long time and not worry about it.

I'm feeling depressed again. My moods swing from high to low as if I could get a prize for being the most bipolar. I need a friend.

I look up. I see someone. We're not all that close, but he could help.

"Hey, B-"


No response.



He's ignoring me.



Finally he looks at me.

"Can I have a hug?" I ask him.


"No... go away."

Shoulders slumped, I turn and walk away. I guess he was the wrong person to ask.


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